Best Picket Line Poems

There they stand
Swords in hand
The one has crossed their line
They wait so still
Lusting the kill
The one fears his own combine
Halos on the ground
Tossed with a...

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Every family has a story, 
Then this was mine,with my grand mom
Nineteen Eighty Six,I hold her Hand 
I hold a polar ice drop on the...

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My Dad Was Just a Lad
Part 2

He was on a brand new ship,
The USS Horace Bass,
The KEEL was laid in ‘44
APD would be her class.

With...

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20 February 2010

Sonnet of Poetry



 
All my thoughts are craving in so gently
Whether sonnet, rhyming, it flows boldly
Picket line of words is so picturesque
Library for...

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Sant's Village Rap.

It’s too cold up here in Santa’s Village
Where everything’s hand-made and vintage.
There ain’t no natural resources;
Just ice and snow, not even horses.

Got reindeer,...

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The Teachers Are On Strike--Hooray 

By Elton Camp

When I was a kid, I’d have been delighted
If the teachers in a union became united

Not one single...

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*This was written as a novelty Christmas song, so feel free to sing along.

Santa Claus is trying to break our Union
    but...

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there's no turnning back
and thats a fact
and 'we' are not wack
rhere's still signs
walk ing picket line
day and night
for our right
we belong
FREEDOM MARCH GOES
ON...

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The Levels

The reeds, like tattered banners limply hung
From slender, ghost-like lances held on high,
Like ancient armies, waiting in the mist
To heed the call, a long...

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over the growing,spreading ever green scape,
rising timidly through stratum's of scandal.
hell's guardian observe's the picket line of karma.
he feel's condemned by the twin's,liberty and freedom.

on...

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after walking and talking
with signs 
and picket line
being kick down
and around
for your right
your cloes to the bright light
and the horn sound
CAN'T STOP
NOW...

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he preach and teach
on  a box
to the mountain top
walk talk
on picket line
carry signs
don't let it all be invain
he suffer the pain
in 
his name
EXCEPT CHANGE...

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Thank God for Dead Reverends

By Elton Camp

It was when Fred Phelps was lying dead
That the word like this was cruelly said

It was written in bold...

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I need a bailout,
maybe a billion or two,
just something small to hold me,
until I figure out what to do.
My jet needs a washing,
my Hummer needs...

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Damn the wind and curse the sand,
Sunburned face and calloused hand.
Stranger in a foreign land called Outremer.

Take up arms when duty calls.
Prove to God you’ve...

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